Four Hundred and Eighty One Tunnel

Beside a huge crater, there is a pile of rubble from collapsed buildings. On top of the rubble was a small British defensive position. Two British machine gunners were lying in the rubble, watching the crossroads in the distance.

Their military uniforms have long been tattered, and they are covered with gray woolen overcoats for civilians. They wear suit pants, and they look no different from guerrillas. These days, the German offensive has become less violent. It seems that Rundstedt wants to trap the whole of London to reduce the casualties of his troops.

The supplies had been cut off long ago, and only the hoarded ammunition was guaranteed. According to Churchill, good soldiers can always find something to eat in the ruins. They found it, so they survived.

In fact, the food has been cut off, and the food that can be eaten has been looted three times by the citizens, refugees, and the army. One can imagine what is left. A few days ago, the German army distributed food in the controlled area, and many refugees went to receive it. A chance of survival seemed to be more important than the hatred of subjugation.

Two Stuka 2 attack planes flew overhead and dropped bombs not far away. There are fewer and fewer places in London worthy of air raids, so even German aircraft are not common these days. Flying ghosts of death are now frequenting some places in the southernmost part of Britain, destroying the potential for war there.

"Hey! Look over there! The Germans are attacking." In the silence, the deputy shooter pushed his arm against the sleepy machine gunner. Hearing this news, the machine gunner immediately cheered up and clenched the machine gun in his hand.

He pressed the front sight on the first German soldier at the head. The German soldier bent over, walked carefully and slowly through the ruins, and then observed the surrounding situation from time to time. But looking at him, he obviously didn't notice the British machine gun position not far ahead that was aiming at him.

"Thuk! Chuk tuk!" The British machine gun fired, hitting the German soldier in the front row, and then knocking down another one behind him. However, the German soldiers behind were obviously very experienced, and they fell down quickly, reducing their own casualties.

"Boom!" A German soldier who spotted them returned fire with an old-fashioned Mauser 98k rifle. The bullet hit the gravel not far in front of the deputy shooter, splashing a piece of debris. Soon several German soldiers found the position of the British soldiers under the reminder of their companions, and began to fight back violently with MP-44 assault rifles and G43 semi-automatic rifles. A British machine gun.

Two German soldiers got up from the ground and pulled their wounded companions back to the corner of the street. The wounded Germans let out screams one after another. Two British soldiers retreated from the other side of the ruins under the hail of bullets, and two grenades soon fell on their original positions.

"Boom! Boom!" Two huge explosions set off gravel and rubble, and the Germans rushed to the high ground with this explosion.

He began to look for the British soldiers who attacked him everywhere, and under the ruins, two British soldiers had fallen into the sewer, climbed the rusted ladder and returned to the subway tunnel extending in all directions.

Before the machine gun could be brought back, the two British soldiers drew their pistols casually. It is not safe under the subway. After more than a month of hard work, the Germans are becoming more and more familiar with this city. They have special forces that are more professional than the British soldiers. These troops may only be regarded as elite soldiers in frontal combat, but in this kind of In a complex environment, it can be said to be an expert in urban warfare.

Many British soldiers were attacked and killed by these German special forces when they drilled into the sewers or escaped using the subway system. Therefore, the British soldiers who are familiar with the German army's style of play are also very careful now. They walk carefully between the cities to avoid being killed by their own people or the Germans.

The two walked forward in the dark tunnel one after the other. The slight sound of footsteps was very harsh in the empty space, but they could only bear this terrible sound, because they had to keep moving to get rid of the Germans on the ground. people's pursuit.

A few days after the British planted landmines in the sewers, the Germans also began to plant landmines in the places they visited, which turned the dark and strange sewers into a booby-trapped minefield that neither side liked very much. No one can confirm the absolute safety of a certain area, thinking that it is impossible to say that a British mine is buried next to a German mine.

Therefore, the Germans seldom operate underground, and they have no patience to accompany the British in a mouse-like war. They blew up some areas, garrisoned some important intersections with a small number of troops, and used the most efficient method to compress the space for the British to move.

On both sides of the pitch-black tunnel, a black gun was pointed at the approaching British soldiers. A German special soldier with black oil paint on his face squatted there like a stone without making a sound. , a teammate with the same equipment was also aiming at the uninvited guest who broke into their defensive circle with a gun.

They entered this subway area yesterday evening, and were responsible for covering the engineers to remove some landmines laid by the British, and then control this area. In this way, the last unknown underground area in this occupied area can be filled, and the possibility of the British using the subway tunnel to infiltrate can be cut off.

However, it seems that two British soldiers have been missed. It is estimated that these two British soldiers are British guerrillas who infiltrated the day before yesterday. The leading German special forces commander slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and it seemed that he had gained something today.

The British soldier who was the deputy shooter was also a veteran who was familiar with this area. He ran with his comrades and found that the atmosphere was not right. When he habitually stopped, he had already seen the muzzle pointing at him through the faint light not far away.

Smiling wryly, he was about to raise his hands, but the machine gunner behind him saw the movement of his raising his hands, obviously froze for a moment, and then subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away. The British soldier saw his comrade's turning around from the corner of his eye, and immediately knew that something was wrong, so he quickly grabbed the pistol that hadn't been thrown out, and raised his hand to shoot back.

"Boom! Boom!" Gunshots rang out, and the German army obviously didn't give them a chance to resist. The two British soldiers just fell down in the tunnel, clutching their wounds and struggling non-stop. In the street fighting in London, the Germans don't like to capture prisoners very much, because it will waste a lot of precious time and may cause some troubles for themselves, so they are more used to shooting and killing all threatening targets.

The gunshots were heard far away in the tunnel, but to people who were used to the sound, it seemed no different from the sound of eating and farting. This kind of sound is heard every day, every minute, every minute or even every second, just like the sound of snoring.

Near a subway station with kerosene lamps hanging, scrapped subway cars and some debris piled up to form a simple defensive position. Dozens of British soldiers heard gunshots not far away and raised their heads vigilantly. Looking in the direction of the distant gunshots. Not far behind them were dozens of beds full of wounded.

On the other side, there are crowded civilians in London, England. They did not have the courage to die with the German army, and they were unwilling to surrender to the German army, so they had to huddle together and wait for their final fate. Most of these refugees were women and children, so even Churchill did not force them to die on the front line.

Just less than a hundred meters behind this defensive position, there is a staircase entrance that continues downward. Below it is the deepest underground air-raid shelter facility in London, and the person living in it is Churchill, the commander-in-chief of the London garrison.

In front of him hangs a defensive map of the area currently controlled by the British defenders. Now his position is less than 300 meters away from the northern front line. The Germans just don't know his exact location, otherwise with his current defense force According to calculations, the German army only needs a few attacks to reach where he is.

"It has been confirmed that the troops that invaded the southern suburbs belong to the 1st Infantry Division of Group A. They have no intention of entering the urban area, but just cut off our last supply line." An officer pointed to the map and introduced to Churchill: "The German army in the east One of our stock ammunition depots was taken, and the ammunition in it was burned by the defenders, but our stockpile was much smaller, so the expected counterattack in the north was cancelled."

"How long will it take for the Germans to hit me..." Churchill didn't seem to care much about the counterattack. His spirit was a little sluggish, and he asked his trusted officer slowly: "If we persist for another 5 days, the Americans will attack me." Has Germany declared war?"

Will the Americans declare war on the Germans? These days Churchill asks that question almost every few hours. He was concerned about the Soviet-German War on the Eastern Front that had just broken out, the war situation in North Africa, and whether the Americans would enter the war, but he ignored the Battle of London a few hundred meters away. The most orders he issued were: "Hold on for a few more days."

However, most of what he got these days was bad news. Germany played triumphant songs all the way on the Soviet-German battlefield, Rommel began to launch a counterattack in North Africa, and the Americans remained on hold. The miracle he expected did not seem to happen, and the Germans on the battlefield that he regarded as a turning point all won.

Just a few days ago, Liverpool surrendered, and the keels of the two aircraft carriers were destroyed by British engineers. However, a destroyer fleet eventually surrendered and was taken over by the Germans. Now the United Kingdom has been completely cut off in the middle and divided into two parts by the German army, the north and the south. The northern British government has begun peace talks with Germany, while the southern British government is now left in ruins.